Mister all that and a baggy... skip classy Told her i'd be back in a flashy... exactly Keep an alibi and hall pass me.. She didn't expect nothin... I did this all last week Some upper class ass try and bag me.. Used to call her Maxy pad her name Maxy Now she don't look half as bad no she a damn queen... Talkin 'bout under the bleachers doin the damn thing Get wit it or get lost... Toss to the wolves... Kinda hard to keep my thoughts out tha sewers Yo how he get the vaults out tha stores? & all them thoghts were happenin even before I walked out tha door Headin downstairs for some air..who is there? Mr. Walker in a chair 'Where your hall pass" Kept it player... already had it prepared.. Now puttin L'z in tha air headed to tha lair
Hook:
Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie Yo Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Verse 2: Yelawolf
On it, fresh fish, smell it Muddy water in my Ollie, hoes I'm highly upset It's - Me you lookin at like what the fuck am I doin here? I'm hip to tha hop, don't they use it for brewin beer? Right hops, right like jump-around Got a pump in tha trunk for any fucking chump in town Something sounds like onions now, making you wanna cry Haters looks like babies when my lyrics personify But I'm out that gate like a fuckin racin dog, chasing a rabbit One hook to the nose, dominant bitch I'm takin off Zip-line but I'm out that side, with a para-fox For the broken bones & blackened eyes on the track I ride Being creative that's a sacrifice, and I'm on tha cross like, you know who But I play the cards, play some UNO too & lay some you know what in what's her name That's some uncle game fuck um I'm chuckling Laughin and tapping out I'm Detagging it - fashion route That shit is super lame, you got on, packages at my house Im famous, slumerican never been nothin like me Making money for real never been nothing likely Never been so excited to see my couple of icey, cola Up in wal-mart tryna reach a quota And Im so over this sofa, but ima leave it on my porch incase my neighbors come over. Slumerican
Hook:
Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie Yo Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my ppl homie
Verse3: Kydd
Slumerican...Lz and my rebel friends... Knock Knock who the hell let them devils in? Yellin hellow kitty kickin heroin ..smokin like chimney wit a gypsy and my fellow friends Tell em kyddy here, the weirdy weird midi mike breaker The city scared wasn't prepared it was only an ice breaker My dialogue be right along with writers poems Name a higher arch suppling art? Well I don't know em.... I have to show..these tag alongs all have it wrong I was makin rapid songs when mother was snappin on... Me and my brother for havin the base to loud.... & fucka hand out..them niggas face too proud & Fuck tha police..is NWA too loud? The sounds of the bruised and battered..used in this music chapter.. Infused and captured..but u just have ta...loose the fabrication To have a statement as tall as the Appalachian.. The beat facin decapitation in yo presence wrappin up this new rappers nation Get yo hall pass deactivated.. Assaulted and aggravated..you know it you fascinated Shouldn't even have to say it
Hook:
Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my people homie Yo Where ya hall pass? I got.. I keep it on me Don't need no hood pass.. you got..Them my people homieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
